Soprano voice,Vocal Solo - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.854332 Composed by Melanie B. Guerin. Broadway,Contemporary,Musical/Show. 7 pages. Melanie B Guerin #6110663. Published by Melanie B Guerin (A0.854332). Comedic song for a soprano who has decided this is no time to be nice! This is an uptempo song with some challenging modulations and a wide range (G3-B5), but a catchy tune and lyrics that poke fun of the belligerence of modern society.The world today’s gone mad, they say,And I feel it’s a fitting rebuke,No sooner you’re meeting a stranger,Than he’s telling you Put up your dukes, There’s no longer a role for a peaceful soul,When you’re caught between muscle and might,If you’re gonna get through,There’s just one thing to do,So you take a deep breath,And you join in the fight! Hit ‘em again,If it’s rough, make it rougher,Someone’s gotta suffer,But you’ll be the one who survives,When they’re aiming to give you the worst,You can beat ‘em by hitting ‘em first!Then hit ‘em again,Hit ‘em again,Hit ‘em again. Hit ‘em again,Make it long, make it lasting,They’re practically askingFor a pummeling right in the puss,They’ll remember how right you areWhen you leave ‘em a permanent scar,Hit ‘em again,Hit ‘em again,Hit ‘em again. A swine who would sooner cut you than concede,But he won’t look half as tough when his nose is bleeding,You can spout your facts and figures but eventually you findIt’s better to make him have to change his pants than change his mind. Hit him again,Make him dance, make him dizzy,Sure it’s brutal, but is heNot a villain deserving of grief?He’s a louse and unless I’m mistook,All his geese should be thoroughly cooked!So hit him again,And then… Hit him again,Make him shake, make him shudder,When he’s starting to sputter,It’s then you go in for the kill,Leave him all in a heap on the pitch,‘Til he’s crying like some little bitch!Hit him again,Hit him again,Hit him again, and then again!

High Voice,Vocal Solo - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.893973 Composed by Gabriel Ruiz-Bernal. Contemporary,Holiday,Musical/Show. 14 pages. Gabriel Ruiz-Bernal #6331901. Published by Gabriel Ruiz-Bernal (A0.893973). Commissioned by Colleen Daly for the St. Louis Concert seriesText by Rabindranath TagoreWhere have I come from, where did you pick me up? the baby asked its mother.She answered, half crying, half laughing, and clasping the baby to her breast-You were hidden in my heart as its desire, my darling.You were in the dolls of my childhood's games; and when with clay I made the image of my god every morning, I made the unmade you then.You were enshrined with our household deity, in his worship I worshipped you.In all my hopes and my loves, in my life, in the life of my mother you have lived.In the lap of the deathless Spirit who rules our home you have been nursed for ages.When in girlhood my heart was opening its petals, you hovered as a fragrance about it.Your tender softness bloomed in my youthful limbs, like a glow in the sky before the sunrise.Heaven's first darling, twain-born with the morning light, you have floated down the stream of the world's life, and at last you have stranded on my heart.As I gaze on your face, mystery overwhelms me; you who belong to all have become mine.For fear of losing you I hold you tight to my breast. What magic has snared the world's treasure in these slender arms of mine? ​